That's it. The Witch God Xuying said: But since you have passed the twelfth level, I can't let you come in vain. So, let me give you a little gift.

Oh, Guan Heng blinked and asked: What is that little gift?

The alien beast on the back of your hand should be your weapon against ghosts and undead. The Witch God Phantom said: Anyway, this phantom of mine has gone through countless years and is about to disappear, so I might as well give it to your alien beast.

A little bit of ability.

I am a shadow of the true body of the Witch God, and also a split soul that he stripped off. The Shadow of the Witch God said slowly: If I return to the split soul and turn into pure power and merge into your beast, I can let it possess you.

There are some other abilities, but I don’t know what they are specifically. It depends on how far your alien beast can evolve.

Then you are going to disappear. Guan Heng frowned and wanted to say something else, but the shadow of the Witch God said: I have been waiting for this twelfth level for too long. If I can help you awaken the Witch God's body,

Everything is worth it.

At this point, the phantom of the Witch God suddenly became transparent, and then with a bang, it turned into bits of strange starlight, rushing into the back of Guan Heng's hand, and all he saw was the three evil-destroying eyes of the ghost-swallowing beast.

After opening and closing it, a lot of green and black scales were added to the body of the ghost-swallowing beast, making it look particularly majestic.

Suddenly, Guan Heng suddenly summoned the phantom of a ghost-swallowing beast. The phantom sprang out with a roar, but then sprinted around for a week. Guan Heng's eyes suddenly narrowed: Well, the speed was more than a step faster than before.

Times, this is not a small improvement, but I believe it is more than just a little added ability. Let’s explore it slowly in the future.

Now, it was finally time to leave. Looking around, Guan Heng found the teleportation array that allowed him to return to the secret cave in the mountain behind the Wu Clan's stronghold, and walked over.

A moment later, in the stone room in the secret cave in the back mountain of the Wu clan, hello, five elders. Guan Heng walked out of the teleportation array and greeted the five old men with a smile: I'm back.

Ah ha, Guan Heng, you are back. The great elder rubbed his hands and said with a strange smile: Tell me, how many levels have you passed?

He passed all twelve levels. Guan Heng hugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "It's not difficult at all."

Elder Yoho was so happy that he jumped three feet high. He laughed wildly and shouted to the other four old men: I won, take out all your bets.

What bad luck! I didn't expect that this kid Guan Heng could be so good at fighting. The four elders were crying and delivered their treasures to the elder with tears in their eyes: "I'm willing to admit defeat, boss, take it."

If you get rich, you won't be polite. The great elder packed all these things and carried them in his hands. At this time, Guan Heng finally understood: You actually let me bet

Old man, tell me clearly. Guan Heng was so angry that he grabbed the collar of the great elder's robe: "I am fighting for life and death in the witch clan's illusory formation, but you are so lucky that you even made a bet with me.

This is simply unreasonable

Farewell, I have something to say. The Great Elder has won a lot of money, so naturally he doesn’t want to fall out with Guan Heng, otherwise the bet will be void. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile on his face: Well, Mr. Inheriter, without permission

I'm betting on you that it's our fault. Let's do this. I'll make it up to you. Whatever you think, don't hurt your friendship.

Humph, make it up to me. Guan Heng said angrily: What can you give me? Look at the shabby appearance of you elders. You look even poorer than Johnny.

Hey, Guan Heng. When the great elder heard such taunting and contemptuous words, he felt a little unhappy: Don't look down on others. Let me tell you, although I am not as rich as the country, but my dear, I still have the same.

There is no basis for what you say, but you should take it out and show it to me. Guan Heng curled his lips: Who can’t boast a few words?

Hum, let me show you. The Great Elder took out a pair of dark blue armor from the Wu Clan’s unique metal storage card, and placed it in front of everyone. Seeing that there was no one, the Great Elder said proudly: This is my family heritage.

The armor of martial soul.

Dang dang dang. Guan Heng tapped the shell of the armor with his fingers and said disdainfully: What's so great about a piece of black and broken armor? If you throw it into the trash, no one will pick it up and take it home.

You really don't know the treasures, and you have a pair of good eyes in vain.

The great elder was so angry that he puffed his beard and stared: This set of martial soul armor was given by the first generation ancestor of my family when he followed His Majesty the Witch God. This armor is called martial soul, and it contains the soul of a warrior at the peak of the holy order.

If you can make good use of it, you can travel across the Ashton continent with this armor without any problem.

I don’t believe it, there is too much moisture in your words. Guan Heng shook his head, and then asked several other elders: Everyone, are you bragging?

Well, there was an elder who was angry that his treasure had been lost to the great elder. He purposely twirled his beard and said with a strange smile: The great elder usually brags to us, saying how magical and sharp this martial soul armor is, but none of us have seen it.

What is the purpose of this armor?

Yes, yes, no one has seen how powerful this armor is. The other elders unanimously said: We also think that what the great elder said is not entirely true.

Shut up. After hearing this, the great elder was so angry that his face turned purple: If the martial spirit in this armor hadn't escaped long ago, I would have demonstrated to you the infinite functions of the armor.

As soon as the words came out, the elder immediately realized that he had let it slip, but it was too late. Guan Heng and the four elders laughed at the same time and said: What, it turns out that the martial souls have escaped, then this armor will become useless.

What?

He, my great elder, hesitated for a long time, and then he said something: Well, in fact, as long as we capture another holy-level martial spirit and seal it in the armor, this armor will still be a top-notch piece of equipment.

Baoguanheng couldn't help but spat on the ground. He sneered and said: "Do you think it's that easy to catch holy-level martial spirits? They're not just cats and dogs. You can just catch a few and let me see."

Alas, in fact, in the past few decades, I have also tried to capture the ghosts of some powerful human beings with beast souls, and sealed them in the martial soul armor. The great elder shook his head slightly and said: But the strength of these ghosts is not up to

It's a big regret of mine that I can't achieve 100% effectiveness of the martial soul armor when I reach the standard of the holy level.
Chapter completed!